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Whoa, whoa, man.

Maybe you should slow down.

- I think we should go in harder.

- Yeah, it's rubbish soft.

Yes, it is a bit rubbish soft.

I think it's time for some shots.

Looks like he's off on one.

He's got that look in his eye.

Cheers.

Cheers.

What's wrong with Sofe?

- Her name is Sophie.

- Okay, Sophie.

- What's wrong with Sophie?

- She's pissed off with me.

Yeah?

Hey, listen, bartender wants me to settle up.

Jamie?

It's that American guy.

- Jamie?

- Sorry.

Jamie? It's Jamie, isn't it?

- It's Jamie from Thailand.

You got the wrong guy.

- You want to take care of your girl here?

See, American.

How many f***ing Americans

with a poncey tattoo for a start?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

All right, Jamie, you know very well.

Listen, I've never met you before in my life.

You're cute, but I've never been to Thailand.

You barefaced f***ing liar!

She's had a couple of drinks, mate.

Yeah, just walk away.

Don't you walk away from me,

you lying prick!

F*** off, you fat piece of sh*t!

I'll call the f***ing police, I will!

Serious, I'll f***ing call them!

- Who's that?

- No idea.

- You bastard!

- Seems pretty certain she knew you.

- What's she calling you, Jamie?

- You good for a drink?

Yeah, I just... I just bought myself one.

Wouldn't have thought she was your type.

She's a right minger.

Don't listen to him. He's a f***ing liar!

You American bastard!

Sh*t. No wonder you gave her

a false name, Jamie.

That's funny.

We've all f***ed some girls

we wish we hadn't have, Alex.

I'm gonna go.

Hey.

Did you manage to get him to bed?

He seemed pretty out of it.

He wasn't that bad when we got back.

Looks like you had a few problems

as well this evening.

I told you, I have a funny effect on women.

She looked really upset.

You're right. That wasn't very funny.

Where did you meet her?

Thailand.

I was pretty messed up back then.

Not a very good person to be around.

I didn't behave very well

towards a friend of hers.

Tried to apologise to her tonight,

but she was too angry.

Nimming.

- What?

- The thing with your leg.

Nimming.

It's funny how it just kind of does it

by itself, huh?

I should get back.

Sophie, wait.

Thank you.

F***'s sake.

Morning, boozer.

- Was it a... Was it a good swim?

- It was great.

I tried to wake you.

That was weird last night.

I don't think you saw.

That girl, some big Scottish unit,

started having a go at Taylor,

accusing him of stuff.

Started calling him Jamie.

Called him Jamie, for f***'s sake.

- It's his christened name.

- Is it?

Yeah, he told me.

When?

This morning. He swam, too.

He didn't drink too much?

No.

Just your boyfriend.

Maybe we should go our own way

when we get to the next town.

Just the two of us.

Good plan.

Yeah, we can be together.

We'll have a laugh.

- I can get out me Whipper Snapper.

- You're always keen to do that.

Yes, I am.

Alex.

All right.

At least you could pretend to look happy.

That's nice.

Taylor, Sophie and I

are thinking of moving on.

There's a place called Longreach.

Yeah. We wanted...

There's a bus from there.

- Longreach, huh?

- Yeah.

The bus leaves tomorrow.

It only goes once a week, so...

Sure.

- Hey, can you do some driving?

- Me?

Yeah, I don't know how to get to

this place. I'm guessing you do.

Wanna hop in the back?

Let me see.

- F***ing hell.

- What are we gonna do?

I don't know.

Oh, my God, Alex.

- Sophie, you okay?

- Yeah.

Let me take a look at that, man.

F***.

I know they're in here somewhere.

- Shut up. Stop fussing.

I'm trying to help you.

I feel... It'll be all right.

Just don't worry about it.

Just need to get to Longreach,

and then we can split from him.

Alex, you just...

What? Go on, what?

The guy's...

Just trust me, he's bad news.

What?

Hey, Alex, we're in the middle of nowhere.

Are you pissed off at me?

No.

- A bit, yeah. But...

- Why?

It doesn't...

Sophie, you and Taylor, there's no...

- Jesus.

- What?

He couldn't keep his f***ing eyes

off you earlier at the petrol station.

- You know what I'm taking about.

- What's got into you?

We're lucky that we're okay.

What? You don't get it, do you?

Don't you understand

what he's trying to do?

Are you f***ing thick?

Alex. Hey, baby.

Alex.

Take these.

- So you found them?

- Taylor had some.

- Hey.

- Hi.

I just got him some water and paracetamol.

Hopefully it'll lower his temperature,

help him sleep better.

- Thank you. How much?

- Peanuts. Don't worry about it.

Oh, and I got a doctor to stop by the room.

He's gonna stop at the hotel around 3:00

to check up on him.

Brilliant. Thank you.

- Here.

- I think it's better if I go on my own.

- Yeah, sure. No problem.

- Okay.

Alex?

Sh*t. Sh*t.

Alex? Alex?

God.

- I was looking for a picture.

- Okay.

- There's a picture... A photograph...

Jesus, look at you.

- Alex.

- Where are we?

- Okay, come on. Let's get out of here.

- Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

Sophie, you know what he did?

He f***ing...

- The pills... He's f***ing... Those pills.

- Alex.

I got to get the bus.

We've got to get the bus quick.

- I gotta get the bus.

- We're gonna get the bus.

I feel sick 'cause he's trying to poison...

I got you. I got you. I got you.

Don't touch me! Don't touch me!

Don't touch me! F*** off!

Get away from us!

Get the f*** away from us!

Alex.

Alex.

Alex. Hey.

Over here.

- Oh, sh*t. Sh*t.

- Hey, it's okay. It's okay.

Sophie's sleeping.

Got you some water.

How you feeling? Any better?

You know, Alex, you shouldn't treat people

the way that you do.

Don't cheat on people.

Don't lie to people.

It only comes back on you.

Who are you? Who the f*** are you?

Hey, you. How you doing?

Oh, f***.

Come on, Sophie.

Babe? Babe?

- I need to get some stuff out of the van.

- Okay, no worries.

- It's just in the parking lot.

- Is it fixed?

I fixed it.

The key.

- What, you want to get your backpack?

- Yeah.

- Oh, I brought it for you already, and Alex's.

- Oh, thank you.

Just brought it in when I went upstairs.

Popped in with some water for Alex.

- You saw Alex?

- You were asleep,

so I just kind of went

in. Didn't really talk.

Sh*t.

- What?

- My hand. It's just burning.

It was the accident. It keeps going like that.

- Really? Let me see.

- Yeah.

Comes and goes.

Thank you for bringing the bags back.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

- Okay.

Good night.

I saw you with him. I saw you.

So, what, you... Do you like Taylor?

Alex, listen, nothing is going on.

Then, if there's nothing going on,

why are you holding hands in the bar?

He's f***ing with us, Sofe.

He's f***ing with you.

Alex, please calm down.

I'm here with you.

I love you.

Yeah, and the van's fixed.

Well, as long as the van's fixed.

So, Taylor can drop us somewhere,

and then it can be just us.

Alex, you're ill.

Either we go with him

and we get a bus from Mount Isa,

or we stay here for a week.

Which is it?

Have you still got it?

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